I think I have realised just how long 9 months is recently, what it would entail and started debating whether I was prepared for it. Could I ever be prepared for it in all honesty? When I went interailing I never thought I would be part of a water fight outside Budapest's houses of parliament nor did I think I would meet a 30 something year old guy called Terry who literally slept outside our room in Greece. So how could I prepare for the 9 months of chaos I am about to experience.
I took the fact that I would never be prepared for my trip as an excuse for not packing until the night before after around 16 double gin and tonics. (This proved very interesting by the way.. I forgot pyjamas.) But I am known to be last minute so everyone in my family is very used to it. But I did end of packing for both France and Denmark (I have a few hours in England between them... like 8 hours) but then I realised I only had one suitcase so I had to empty all of my France stuff out of my suitcase and then pack my Danish suitcase which when a tad more than tipsy was a big inconvenience.
But we set off at 7am in a giant camper van!!!! To the airport!!!! and we waited in traffic for 2 hours which did increase the stress if I am honest as when the m25 was closed it was a bit bit stressful but we managed and I am sitting in Denmark right now. But i actually feel like I am cursed with baggage check they always put my suitcase on the otherside to check it and like I don't pack it badly or put liquids in it but this time there actually was my brothers christmas present in it which we forgot and it wasn't allowed through so it got taken away from us. (How annoying) but luckily my brother did see that we actually bought him something prior to it being binned by the bag checker. But we had enough time to have the tradition of a super unhealthy burger king breakfast in the airport. Whenever we go to Stansted we always have burger king for breakfast (Mainly because of the amazing drinks machine there is that does fanta zero peach fanta (wow it is amazing) and it is free refills and for a girl who loves diet drinks this is one of the best things of my life. But we got through the airport (was very proud of myself because I navigated the way through it for my family as a test run for when I am in Cambodia on my own and did it successfully!!) and we sat on the plane of course our hand luggage was on the other side of the plane but we managed and we were off in the air.
We flew with Ryanair and I think almost anyone can relate to me saying that they are the best company price wise but you pay for what you get and when my plane to France was 4.99 I think I will see this even more. But it was bumpy and when the plane landed everyone was like that landing should have had the pilot fired, it was shocking!! But when we landed we were greeted with the expected weather from Denmark: cold, rain and windy! And when I was greeted with that I knew I was really home and started to feel more in the christmas spirit.
We arrived and had lunch (the lunch I only ever eat because it is amazing and incredible don't slate until you have tried it is pickled beetroot on ryebread!!!! it sounds super yuck and super plain but honestly I look forward to it every year!) And then quickly the cousins started arriving both the older ones and the younger ones (including my goddaughter) And we gave my little cousins their presents as funnily enough they are flying to Sevenoaks tomorrow to spend christmas there. We all had dinner together (11 of us is a rather small number of people around a dinner table in Denmark) and we wait for reinforcements to come to take the number to 20+ like usual.
I had a lie in today, something I haven't had in so long I could just lie in bed and not dread going to work again. But I survived 6 months of hard work and now it is travelling time and I am going to fully embrace it. Today I am going to the border near Germany (very far away) to see my old au pair and her 2 daughters which I am very excited about and tomorrow the Copenhagen cousins arrive! Its beginning to feel a lot like Christmas
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